MTL - The Big Shot’s Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy

  Chapter 13 Identity Information

   Regarding food, Tang Zhixi has never been very demanding, and will eat anything.

  If you think it tastes good, you will eat more, and if you think it tastes bad, you will be full.

  But Ye Hanzhi's quality of life is very high, almost any imported thing, the cheapest is several thousand.

  When Tang Zhixi sat on the chair in the private room of the Doomsday Hotel, she thought about the seven-figure chair under her buttocks, and looked at the gold-rimmed menu.

   For the ten thousandth time in my heart, I condemned the inhumanity of Doomsday Hotel Hao.

  The ordered soup came first.

  Ye Hanzhi unbuttoned the cuff buttons and folded up the sleeves twice, revealing a thin forearm. He first filled a bowl for Tang Zhixi: "Try it, it should taste pretty good."

"Thanks."

  Tang Zhixi tasted it, and it tasted really good, so she drank a few more sips.

   When she came out today, her hair was not tied up, and it kept falling after a few sips of soup. She subconsciously touched her pocket and found that there was no rubber band, so she missed the chopsticks.

   But she glanced at the chopsticks beside her and gave up the idea.

too expensive.

  Seeing her series of small movements, Ye Hanzhi took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Lu Shang.

  Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door of the private room, and Lu Shang came in and stood beside Ye Hanzhi: "Master, what you want."

   Lu Shang holds a handful of small rubber bands, all of which are purple, some darker and some lighter.

  Ye Hanzhi picked the one that was the closest color to Tang Zhixi's dress today, and handed it to her: "Here."

   When Lu Shang came in to give something to Ye Hanzhi, Tang Zhixi looked out the window. Unexpectedly, this thing turned out to be a rubber band.

  She subconsciously looked at the pile in Lu Shang's hand.

  “.”

   Lu Shang put the pile into his pocket, nodded to the two, and left the private room.

  Tang Zhixi took the rubber band from Ye Hanzhi, tied her hair up without saying anything.

  Every meal, Ye Hanzhi took care of Tang Zhixi the whole time, almost meticulously.

  Tang Zhixi also seemed to be used to this kind of care. She said a few polite words at first, and then completely let him go.

  Originally, Ye Hanzhi wanted to get a better understanding of her food through this meal, and whether there were any taboos or favorite things.

  But apart from finding that she has a lot of appetite, there is no gain.

   Have a fair and just attitude towards all food.

   Coming out of Doomsday Hotel, Ye Hanzhi sent Tang Zhixi back to Weiyang Palace. When she entered the community, the car turned around and left.

   And the tenderness in the car just now disappeared with Tang Zhixi's departure.

  Ye Hanzhi's aura is inherently strong, with a sense of oppression from a superior. It's just that when facing Tang Zhixi, he will restrain himself subconsciously.

  The eyes are narrow and long, coquettish and evil, and there is a coolness when not smiling: "Let someone check her and the Song family."

   "Yes, Third Master."

  Lu Shang heaved a sigh of relief, he is more used to this third master.

  Back to Weiyang Palace, Tang Zhixi sat on the carpet next to the sofa and read the script from beginning to end, getting a general idea.

   When she read it for the second time, she simply made a few comments.

  The handwriting is not beautiful, but it is neat. She also wrote very slowly, stroke by stroke.

   After two o'clock, Su Qian came out of the guest room to take a drink of water. After waking up, she went to empty Tang Zhixi's wardrobe.

   "Xixi, your clothes haven't been updated for half a month."

   "Yes." Tang Zhixi responded casually.

   "When will a new one come?" Su Qian shouted in the bedroom.

"almost."

after awhile. Su Qian came out with two light purple skirts, and stood in front of Tang Zhixi: "Xixi, which one do I look good on?"

  The clothes in Tang Zhixi's closet are all arranged by color.

  Each color will have ten to twenty skirts of different styles plus one or two casual clothes.

  The general direction is biased towards the national style. Even if it is a very trendy style, it will definitely incorporate elements of the national style.

  The newest batch is all light purple and only has seven dresses so far.

  Tang Zhixi looked up at the skirt in Su Qian's hand, then lowered her head: "They're all pretty, take them all away."

   "Okay." Su Qian put on her clothes and walked to the guest room. Halfway there, she came back and blew Tang Zhixi a kiss.

  Tang Zhixi, like an iceberg without emotion, reluctantly accepted her air kiss.

  Su Qian had just returned to the guest room when Tang Zhixi's cell phone rang. She turned her head and glanced, it was Song Zhengde calling.

  With little hesitation, he reached out and pressed the hang up button.

   However, almost five minutes later, he called again.

  Looking at the three words on the caller ID, Tang Zhixi raised her eyebrows slightly, and answered, "What's the matter?"

  The voice is very soft and casual.

  Song Zhengde seemed to be trying to endure something, and after a while he said, "Let's meet at Tianquan Hotel tomorrow."

   "Well, what time?"

  Song Zhengde said coldly: "It's twelve o'clock at noon."

   As soon as the word "point" was said, Tang Zhixi hung up the phone and continued to read the script.

   On the other side, Song Zhengde was in the company, looking at the phone that was hung up, and fell directly out.

  **

  In the evening, Weiyang Palace.

  Ye Hanzhi was processing documents in the study, and the incense burner on the table was burning with aloes, and the smoke was lingering.

  Quiet and elegant, with occasional rubbing sounds of the pen tip across the paper.

  The door was knocked open twice from the outside, Lu Shang came in, stood in front of the table and said, "Third Master, we have found information about Miss Tang."

  Ye Hanzhi paused at the tip of his pen, and after a while, he screwed up the pen, put it aside, looked up at Lu Shang: "Say it."

"Miss Tang's mother was named Tang Xueche. She committed suicide when Miss Tang was born before the full moon." Lu Shangdao, "Afterwards, Miss Tang was brought to Hanqing Village by her grandmother and lived there for more than 20 years. According to the investigation data It shows that Ms. Tang has never left Hanqing Village, and there is no trace of enrollment. The information is very simple. Even the ID card was only applied for last year. The year before last, Ms. Tang’s grandmother passed away. Ms. Tang disappeared for a year, three I came to Yancheng a month ago."

   "Suicide? Because of what?" Ye Hanzhi asked.

"According to the information obtained, the forensic medical examination results showed that he committed suicide and suffered from severe depression." Lu Shang flipped through the information in his hand and said, "I don't know the reason. But there is a very strange thing. Tang Xueche and Song Zhengde were married before. , before Song Zhengde's current wife, He Yanxin. But Song Zhengde's son is three months older than Miss Tang."

  Song Zhengde has a son and a daughter, both are children of him and He Yanxin.

  The son is three months older than Tang Zhixi.

   That is to say, during the marriage between Song Zhengde and Tang Xueche, he had a child with He Yanxin outside, and then had a child with Tang Xueche.

   Later, He Yanxin became the main wife, but Tang Xueche became the third party.

  Ye Hanzhi tapped the index finger of his right hand on the table, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "He is really good at both ends, and no one is left out in the cold."

   Lu Shang stood quietly by the side without making a sound.

  A moment later, Ye Hanzhi asked, "Is there any trace of her information being altered?"

   "No, it's completely true, without any trace of alteration."

  (end of this chapter)